Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.

I was part of a spiritual group that I found when I was very ill. In the beginning like most things, it was a miracle and such a positive experience. Unknown to me was their awareness of the money in my life. I was married to a wealthy man and he was the reason I could seek help for my health outside the medical model.

After my healing I was happy to be a part of a group who shared the faith I had and I had used in conjunction with the healing modalities that were taught.

Funny was the way things changed after my divorce and all the false promises made to keep my money flowing. I was an empty nester and alone but since money was tighter they moved further away until it was embarrassing to attend events as I had been a part of the in crowd, right next to teacher. Not anymore!

They had been friends and then they were not. Worse, after a great tragedy and multiple deaths, I lost my father and a grandson in a short amount of time, you would think they would have rallied around and helped with the feelings of loss and horror, but they didn’t.

My naivety hurt both me and my family.

Leaving the group was devastating, they had been my family for years. I quickly discovered that thought was only in my mind. It was completely outside of my experience for a man of God who claimed love and acceptance of me to reject me so quickly and out of hand, after all that money and every moment we had spent together.

Fuck me, the pain was nearly unbearable. The rejection was like high school girl shit. Let’s just say that ever trusting a people of faith again is going to be tough. My need of God has never wand but my need for a spiritual teacher or group, finished!